When the first drops of pre-cum showed I used it to lubricate the head as my hand began to focus on that part.I tend to produce a lot of pre-cum and i... didn’t take long before my shaft was sticky and wet with it. My hand began to move faster and as I felt my balls begin to contract I closed my eyes and shot my load. Most of it landed on my chest, but a drop or two landed on my face. I lay still and basked in the post orgasmic bliss.After a quick shower, I went into the kitchen and made. "Hello Ladies, is this the flight back to LA?" asked the customer who had a familiar accent. I turned around to help the man, and oh my god it was none other than my boyfriend Rob, ok so I have to be dreaming, there's no way in hell he's standing in the gate at the desk asking if he can have some help or if this is the flight to LA. Back to reality, yes it is him, and of course I'm going to help him. "Why yes it is the flight to LA, can I check you in or assist you in any way" I replied as I. That meant that someone was either in the front yard or just coming up the drive.I threw the stringer of fish in the water trough and drew my sidearm. Today I was carrying the Desert Eagle fitted with the .50AE Caliber six inch barrel. The eight shot magazine and 350 grain slugs gave me enough stopping power for even the most ornery of bears. Normally, the bears and I leave each other alone, but it was never safe to assume that uneasy truce would hold, so when I was out and about I liked to. He came to the small iron gate as I waited, feeling my stomach knot in a sexual way, he was a rugged handsome man, in his forties I guessed, like my father was, only ore Richard Gere'ish and I knew my pussy was wet and not from the pool either.He stuck his hand out for me to take, which I did, having to put my costume in the other before doing so and we shook hands as I felt his eyes sweeping over me."Late night dip", he suggested, and I just nodded awkwardly before saying something stupid.